Han Hai Tang Ergui

Chapter 111 Mingzun is still Buddha
"Hey! Unexpectedly, Zhang Erlang, who is brave and invincible, is also afraid? When you yelled at my uncle just now, weren't you very brave?"

Perhaps because he had made a decision and didn't need to look forward and backward any more, Li Shengtian's mind suddenly became flexible. He recalled Zhang Zhao pulling his sleeve and roaring, and suddenly his face felt a little overwhelmed.

"It scares you, don't worry, I just want to use the bravery of your soldiers, you just need to gather the people I gave you, and act as if the army has arrived under the city of Shule."

"Uncle, do you want to attack Fort Eskesa and Fort Yusuf first?" Zhang Zhao understood what Li Shengtian meant.

Esksa Fort and Yusuf Fort are two strong castles outside Shule City. These are strong Persian-style fortresses built by Saktu in the past ten years.

They are the horns of each other with Shule City. If you want to besiege Shule safely, these two fortresses must be taken down.

In particular, the Esksa Fort in the south of Shule City happened to be stuck at the key point from Shache to Shule. If it was not captured, the Khotan army's logistics supplies would always be threatened.

Li Shengtian hoped that Zhang Zhao would lead a group of mobs to pretend to be the main force to scare Ittihad in Shule City from going out to fight in the field, and then bring the real main force to attack the two fortresses with lightning speed.

"That's right, these two fortresses are the two hands of Shule City, they must be pulled out first!"

Li Shengtian nodded and glanced at Zhang Zhao appreciatively, "The reason why I sent you to Shule first is because you have a hundred elite soldiers under your command. As long as you can show your strength under the city of Shule, Ittihad will definitely do it." I was fooled, because such brave soldiers have arrived, so they must be the main force."

Zhang Zhao glanced at Li Shengtian, feeling quite speechless, is this really his uncle?This is using his people to gamble on luck!

If luck is good or Zhang Zhao plays well, then it can really frighten Ittihad in Shule City. If luck is a little less, it will be a terrible rhythm.

Zhang Zhao is not afraid of bloody battles, but he doesn't want to play such a dangerous battle yet.

Li Shengtian hesitated when he saw Zhang Zhao, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Erlang now knows that it's not easy to be the king of a country? The interests are not big enough, you can't drive the people below. You can indeed send other people, but they will never do their best!"

Li Shengtian's sentence is absolutely true. What does he, the Kingdom of Khotan, lack now?There is a lack of good generals and brave generals.

He can send other people to go, but this kind of life-and-death dance, no suitable person under his command can play well, and there is another more important reason, even if they can play well, they may not necessarily try their best .

Because it is common to bring a mob to pretend to be an elite, and it is common to be seen through, but the probability of success is small, and the success cannot be greater than the siege of Fort Isaacs. There is no need for ordinary generals to risk their lives for this matter.

Only people like Zhang Zhao who are courageous, resourceful and have a strong desire to make contributions can do this well. Li Shengtian can see it very clearly.

As soon as the reasoning made sense, Zhang Zhao knew that he was the one to do it, so he crossed his hands.

"Here! The nephew must try his best to scare Ittihad from going out in Shule City!"

"It's not about doing your best, it's about doing it well!" Li Shengtian gave Zhang Zhao a serious look.

"Don't you want Zhongyun Kingdom? If we can capture Shule and occupy Ma Yi Nang, uncle will send someone to capture Zhongyun Kingdom and give it to you!"

This is a sweet jujube for him. Zhang Zhao understands that it is impossible for Li Shengtian to support him to go to war with the Cao family. It is the limit to give him a place to settle down in Zhongyun Kingdom and support some food, grass and armor, so this promise , Li Shengtian showed considerable sincerity.

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In Shule City, the atmosphere of war is getting stronger and stronger, which can be seen from the south of the city. Although there are mixed fish and dragons here, the governor of Shule, Ittihad, doesn't care much about things here.

But from the day before yesterday, people in Nancheng were still driven by Askar in armor, and went out of the city to dredge the moat, dig trenches, set up traps, and bring in huge stones to block them piece by piece. The most important gate in the north of the city, only a few small gates were left for entry and exit.

In just two or three days, almost all the merchants in Shule City left, and Shule changed from the de facto capital of the Kara Khanate into a chilling military fortress.

And these days, the Askar army is still searching for unknown people in the city, Fanshun was almost exposed several times.

In the end, he covered up the past with his well-designed identity and fluent Uighur dialect. Of course, the cover of the restaurant Li Qilang and Huitong was indispensable.

Now Fanshun has figured out who Huitong and Li Qilang are. They are indeed the descendants of Tang Jun in Anxi, but apart from these, Monk Huitong refused to say anything, only said that he would meet him after meeting Mr. Erlang. Confidentially.

Why did they come to Shule from Kucha?Why did they not seek refuge when Khotan was so close?Where are the rest?How many are there?Everything is still waiting to be revealed.

While thinking about it, Fanshun quickly slipped into the food shop, all the merchants were gone, and most of the men were transferred out to build city defenses, the business of the food shop seemed to be bleak.

Do not!Perhaps it should be called no business at all!

Li Qilang sat listlessly behind the table, looking drowsy, but when Fanshun slipped in, his eyelids blinked obviously, but he didn't open them.

Monk Hui Tong's secret room was now full of people, a guy in a gray robe, who hid his whole body in the darkness, with a cross on his chest, stood beside Hui Tong.

This is a Nestorian elder, and behind this Nestorian elder, there are several majestic men standing, but they are no different from the rest of the civilians in the city except for the cross on their chests.

Next to Elder Nestorian, was a skinny old man. He looked at Fanshun and made a flame shape with his hands.

This is the Manichaeists, Fanshun nodded to the old man, they should hate Saktu Buglahan the most.

Because there are a large number of Uyghurs in the Kara Khanate, and the Uyghurs are the largest source of followers of Manichaeism in the east.

At this time, the Uighurs in Gaochang were still dominated by Manichaeism, and Saktu semi-forced his subjects to convert to Tianfang religion, which naturally dealt a huge blow to the status of Manichaeism in the Kara Khanate, saying that they were hurt The biggest is never too big.

As for the one standing in front of Huitong, there was a fair-skinned, high-nosed and deep-eyed monk who looked like a Scythian monk.

He looked peaceful, not full of resentment like the Nestorian and Manichaean elders next to him, and he even always had a smile on his face, looking like a master.

"Poor monk Nuo Rexiti! I heard from Hui Tong that the benefactor said that the Lord has a way to break through the walls of Shule. I will come here to see."

The monk actually spoke Chinese, Fanshun hurriedly saluted the monk.

"Listen to the master's words, if a certain lord really has a way to break through Shule City, will you support it?"

Speaking of conditions, you must ask clearly about the conditions of the other party. In the past two days, when monk Huitong heard that his master Zhang Erlang mainly relied on Khotan, he immediately lost interest. Up to now, he has not told Fanshun anything. He said that Fanshun had tried his best to win this meeting opportunity.

But now, it seems that not only Huitong, but also the Nestorian, Manichaean and Buddhist monks in the secret room all look the same.

Fanshun suddenly understood that the Li family in Yutian must have made these people miserable in the previous battles against Shule City.

Ruo Rexiti looked at Fanshun, and couldn't help showing a few wry smiles on his face. If there was no other way, if Saktu Buglahan didn't give them a way to survive, they really didn't want to respond to the people of Khotan anymore.

"Master, please look!" Fan Shun carefully took out a thumb-thick wooden tube from his arms, and then poured the gunpowder in the wooden tube on a table.

'Stab it!boom! "As if a bolt of lightning flashed in the dark secret room, Nuo Rexiti and several other elders of the sect were taken aback. The lightning was so bright just now, that Ruo Rexiti almost thought it was some kind of spell .

Fanshun smiled complacently, what kind of eminent monks and elders, to play with immortals, depends on Mr. Erlang.

"This thing is called Shenhuo Lei, and it was only less than five coins just now. A certain master has three hundred catties in his hands!"

"Namo Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, this must be the method of the thunder sound of Buddhism!"

"Praise the Great God of Light, you have brought light to the world! This thing suddenly has countless lights, and it must have a lot to do with Mingzun!"

"Allah brings salvation and light, as seen today!"

Well!Hui Tong secretly shook his head at the three god sticks, and he bowed his hands at Fan Shun.

"Today, we will send Brother Fan out of the city at Haishi. Brother Fan must tell the lord that Shule's heart is in danger to the people of the Kingdom of Jin, and we must not return without success again!"

"No! I won't go out, you let Li Qilang take the Tang Jianzhong copper coins to find my lord to report the situation, and I want to work with you to cooperate internally and externally!"

Fanshun said lightly to Huitong that he had great faith in Zhang Zhao's blasting of Shule City. Since he would surely succeed, of course it would be more important to stay in the city to make contributions!

"Okay! Brother Fan is benevolent! A certain family remembers it!" Hui Tong took a deep look at Fan Shun, and suddenly he had some expectations for Zhang Erlang from Dunhuang. It must be a great person who can drive such a hero characters.

(End of this chapter)